“Why are you so distant? Why all the mystery? What are you, a narc? Double-oh-seven or something?” She steeled herself, refusing to react. Certainly he could not move now other than to announce the fact that he had found his man. "I did not know … that it was … like that!" She stepped back; but as his hands fell she caught and held them tightly. As the Wastrel played, Spurlock knew that the man saw the inevitable end—death by drink; saw the glory of the things he had thrown away, the past, once so full of promise. They say it hasn't been opened for eight years—but I won't be eight years in getting out of it. “How has the world taken it?” he asked.
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